Chapter 992: The Fake Ling Zhenren

These two faces look flawless, but they give people a very strange feeling... Wang Ling and Fang Xing suddenly appeared, their dead fish eyes turned into double eyelids, and the two people seemed to have undergone a huge change in their personalities.

How could the real Ling Zhenren be a chatterbox!

As Wang Ling's long-time friend, Diulei Zhenren almost immediately noticed the abnormality here.

Could this double-eyelid chatterbox Ling Zhenren be another clone like Crispy Noodles Taoist?

He had this guess in his mind, but when he turned his gaze to the "Crispy Noodles Taoist" clone beside him, he saw the hostile face of Crispy Noodles Taoist.

Most clones have telepathy.

And it is obvious that the appearance of the chatterbox Wang Ling is not within the sensing range of Crispy Noodles Taoist.

"These two people are not in the same group! They are enemies!" Crispy Noodles Taoist stood up immediately, and he released his breath to oppress the two.

But at this moment, the girl Baiqiao stood up and also released a breath, but this pressure was not directed at Wang Ling and Fang Xing here, but at the clone of the Crisp Noodles Taoist.

The high-level clone has its own independent will and thinking. Even if the main body is not there, it will act according to the main body's thinking mode. However, Baiqiao is different. She is part of the sword sheath spirit and also part of the sword spirit.

So, when the Crisp Noodles Taoist made a move, Baiqiao's savior spirit blade mode was instantly activated. This was not Baiqiao's independent consciousness, but a subconscious reaction.

This move, Baiqiao herself did not react.

"Quickly stop, my body is out of control!" Baiqiao shouted at the Crisp Noodles Taoist. Her silly hair was full of energy, shining like a holy sword.

"Damn it..."

The Crisp Noodles Taoist's eyes darkened, and finally decided to stop. He stared at the two counterfeit in front of him with wide eyes, full of hostility.

"Daojun, what is going on?" The Dharma King was confused, Fatty Luo was confused, and everyone in the field was a little at a loss.

Ever since Bai Qiao and Jing Ke merged into Jing Bai last time, the bond between Bai Qiao and Wang Ling has deepened again. The activation of "Savior Spirit Blade" is undoubtedly the most convincing proof of Wang Ling's identity. However, on the other hand, the real body differentiated by Wang Ling said that the two people who came to the meeting were fakes...

What is going on?

Is it a clone?

There is indeed such technology in the cultivation world now, such as the simulated humanoid magic weapon Head 001 is a best example of cultivation cloning.

But the clone is fake after all, and there is still a difference between it and the original body. It is impossible to activate a series of magic weapons that have signed a contract with the original body.

So, what is going on now?

True Lord Diulei stood up and stared at Wang Ling and Fang Xing: "Brother Ling and Brother Fang Xing, you are all real, right?"

"Miss Baiqiao, can't you explain the problem? Of course we are genuine." Fang Xing pulled up his long hair. Fang Xing in the feminine state has a kind of charm, which is really hard to see in normal times.

Seeing this, Fatty Luo and the King of Dharma were secretly amazed... They didn't expect Fang Xing to be so attractive in the feminine state...

"From Miss Baiqiao's reaction, you two don't look like fakes, but the breath is also familiar." At this time, True Lord Diulei suddenly spoke.

"True Lord..." Cuimian Daojun was anxious. He had already determined that these two people were fakes, but Baiqiao was here to protect the master, so even if he wanted to take action, it would be useless.

"Daojun, please be patient, I will handle it." True Lord Diulei waved his hand, and Cuimian Daojun had to retreat first. After all, he came to assist the development of the Strategic Research Bureau and could not act beyond his level.

"Lucky for you!" Crispy Noodles Daoist snorted.

He forced himself to calm down, staring at the two impostors in front of him with hostility.

True Lord Diulei's mind was full of thoughts. Among all the people, he was currently at the highest level, and he had to make some decisions like the leader of a sect. He looked up and down at Wang Ling and Fang Xing, who were suspected of being impostors, and finally took a deep breath and said, "Brother Ling, you and I are like brothers, and everyone has seen your usual state. Why are you so lively today? It's like you've become a different person..."

"People will change, I know I don't talk much usually, and it's already chapter 992! This author has been serializing for two years to write chapter 992... Even at this turtle-like update speed, my lines in the whole book are no more than 20 sentences, and my heart is also very tired!" Chatterbox Ling sighed deeply in his heart, and he felt very bitter.

Everyone: "..."

Chattering Ling: "So I decided after thinking it over last night that I must talk more in the future! As the protagonist of this book, how can I not talk? Change needs to start from little things. I know this may be difficult for me, but I hope everyone can still support me as always!"

Master Diulei looked at Fang Xing next to him: "Did Fang Xing also change his mind after thinking it over last night?"

"Yes."

Fang Xing in the feminized state nodded: "As for me, you all know it. I have admired Wang Ling for a long time. I decided to remain a woman and live with him in the future. I will go to get the marriage certificate tomorrow!"

Everyone: "???"

Master Diulei: "This... is so hasty?"

Feminized Fang Xing: "Time waits for no one. Do I have to wait until I am old and ugly before getting the marriage certificate?"

Everyone was deeply shocked by the words of the feminine Fang Xing, and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

"I see."

Lord Throwing Thunder sighed again, and he looked at Wang Ling and Fang Xing in the field: "Since you two have decided to make changes, we have no choice but to risk our lives to accompany you. There will be a meeting soon, do you want to Have some snacks? Let’s talk while eating?”

"Well, that's a good suggestion." Wang Ling nodded.

"Then since your brother has agreed, then... let's serve refreshments!" Lord Throwing Thunder clapped his hands.

Later, behind the screen in the conference room, several female disciples from the Zhan Lu Bureau served the prepared refreshments one after another.

Wang Ling was shocked when he saw it: "This is..."

Lord Throwing Thunder: "Dry crispy noodles with different flavors. For the sake of your brother, I specially hired a chef from Beihai to fry them freshly and prepare dipping sauces of different flavors every day to ensure that your brother will have the same taste every time he comes. They are all different! Brother Ling, don’t you like it..."

"No...I like it very much..."

"How about eating?"

"OK……"

Wang Ling cut off a piece of crispy noodles and put it in his mouth to chew.

A few seconds later...

There was a sound of "vomit" at the meeting...

Lord Throwing Thunder chuckled and stood up immediately: "Everyone! This is a fake! Let's beat him together!" There is no way that the real brother Ling would vomit because of crispy noodles! ! ! . m.